Ken Sato x Reader || ULTRAMAN RISING

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PROMPT! mina sets up kenji with an interview. on the way there, he instead ends up running into up-and-coming new singer, y/n.

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kenji fumbled with the zipper of his jacket, the pulse of his heart increasing as he ran around his home. he had just got back home from a mission, having to deal with another hectic kaiju that destroyed the city, and with the even more bothersome KDF.

upon getting home, mina had informed him of a interview she had accepted on the behalf of gaining more publicity on kenji's rise as a more cooperative member of the giants baseball team.

"fuck mina, how many minutes till the interview starts?" kenji basically barked out, grabbing his keys off the side table, along with his phone and motorcycle helmet. "you have about 15 minutes to get there, along with another 20 minutes on preparing yourself for the interview itself." the robotic orb responded, hovering near the slightly tanned skin asian.

his hand raked along his hair, pushing any fly away strands back into place. "good, i should have a couple of minutes to spare then." he said throwing on his helmet, all while making his way to his front door.

"mina, tell my dad to take care of emi, please. he should get here in a couple minutes. unlock the door for him when he arrives." kenji says, giving mina a quick wave as he ran to his motorcycle.

he inserted his keys into the cars ignition, quickly turning the keys, making his bike roar slightly. his hands gripped the handles of his bike securely, with his foot landing in the gas pedal. it wasn't long till he found himself driving, the cool air of the night hitting his body.

he couldn't help but sigh from the freshness of the air, feeling a bit more relaxed about the interview. his bike drove through the city, the colorful lights of purple and blue flashing his helmets visor.

it wasn't long till he found himself in front of the building where the interview would take place. kenji took his helmet off, fixing his hair quickly as he chain locked his motorcycle in place. he sped walked past the doors, pushing them open as his ears were filled with the sounds of people talking and rushing around.

he ran past the receptionist, too tired to deal with check ins. it's fine it didn't matter, they knew to expect him anyways. he's finger pressed at the button of the elevator, his foot impatiently tapping as he waiting for the iron doors to slide open.

a ding sounded out as he quickly got on, not bothering to check if anyone was coming as his finger hastily pressed the 'closes doors' button. he sighed in relief seeing the doors slowly waiting, looking at his watch to see he had only about 25 minutes to prep and settle down.

his eyes flickered up at the doors in shock when a hand stuck itself into the elevator doors. the unknown had pried the doors open slightly till them automatically open. kenji couldn't help his jaw being open from the shock of someone shoving their hand in right before it closed, almost risking an injury.

the person walked in, smacking their hands together to rid of any dust and gunk they might have picked up. you looked up, raising an eyebrow at his face. "you might want to keep that mouth shut pretty boy, a mosquito might fly in." you say snickering slightly.

kenji closed his mouth, readjusting his posture to look a bit more carefree and relaxed. "yeah, i know that." he remarked, kind of confused at the interaction at hand.

"did you really? it doesn't look like you knew that sato." you say moving to click the button for the floor you were going to, but he stood near it. you cleared your throat waiting for him to move out of the way, but he just stood there.

"you need to learn how to get out of the way." you say as you lean over him, your body close to his, almost touching, as you tap the button to the sixth floor. "seventh floor, huh?" you ask him, seeing the lit up button as you pull away from his space.

he could help but to smell the scent of your cologne/perfume as he nodded. "yeah, seventh floor. i got an interview i have to be at in a bit." he says, looking down at his watch to keep track of the time.

"oh really? i do too." kenji raised his eyebrows in curiosity. he had yet to have heard of you, so his brain rummaged around for what you could be getting interviewed for.

giving up, he just decided to ask. "what are you getting interviewed for?" you turned to him, smiling at his question. "up and coming singer. the media is interested in my 'sudden' rise to fame, so i was offered an opportunity to be interviewed, as well as a short performance there as well." you say, your eyes drifting up to see you were almost close to the sixth floor.

kenji wouldn't deny his interest. it wasn't a lie to he enjoyed music. he played it throughout his house every chance he could get. "how long have you been playing for then?"

it made you ecstatic to be asked about the journey to your current present. "i've been performing for a couple years now, started off by doing small gigs at a club around the corner from here and uploading videos, honestly just testing my luck." you say fixing your shirt as you see the sixth floor coming up.

"well, isn't that something. it's a good thing you're here now, practicing really does benefit people." he said smiling. he was strange, but a good strange. the famous baseball player was undeniably attractive. you were sure you would've blushed if it wasn't for your blood already pumping from stage freight.

"yeah it is. it's good to be here, makes it fun to meet new people, just like right now actually." you say as the elevator makes a ding sound. "well, this is my stop. i should get going. good luck on your interview!" you say smiling as you step out.

kenji watches you from inside the elevator as the doors begin to close. you wave at him smiling, to which he smiles back a bit. right as the doors are about to shut, he watches as you wink, your hand making a 'call me' motion as the doors close.

kenji can't help but blush at your sudden confidence. he would have called you, but he didn't even get your name, nor your number. he had gotten no information about you at all. he can't help but chuckle at your attempt, finding it cute.

he watches as the elevator is almost to the seventh floor. he fixes his hair once again from nerves, walking out as the doors open. he confidently struts to the dressing room, having a couple minutes to spare. his hands find their way to his jacket pocket. his fingers hit something in them, it couldn't have been his keys or his phone, it was too small and thin.

he raises an eyebrow as he pulls out a small card. he looks down, reading the information on it. he couldn't help but to slightly blush as he read the writing on it.

"call me cutie - (xxx) xxx-xxxx y/n ♡"

he chuckled, smiling softly as he placed in back in his pocket. he opened the doors to his dressing room, taking a seat. a smile gracing his lips as he realized you had snuck the card in his pocket when you had leaned over him to press the button for the sixth floor.

he is definitely going to send you a text when he gets home.